Often the seaside ambiance is perfect
For capturing the right frame of mind
As an artist relaxes and lets it happen
I no sooner close my eyes- and then
The roaring sounds of oceans waves
Fell to a near silent as I embraced her
Her response solidified exactly what
We both knew was in the taunting air
Instinctively we tore off what bit of
clothing remained draping our flesh
As we kissed in that naked sloppiness
Igniting our soulful dance on sandy soil
Mimicking flames fueled by the fiery
Pleasure of passion our bodies were
Exerting as our moans and slapping
Essences overtook the lost music of
That mellifluous lapping ocean song
In fact, I dare say that ocean desisted
In gesture as it bore willingly witness
Our version of poetic laws of motion
And learned a thing or two of crashing
Still, far from those oceanic sprays
You would’ve thought that they were
Magically washing over, us in saltiness
Not only exchanging each others saliva
But expelled air to breath and absorb- us
We degust the plentiful nectar of our love
My hand tightly held her offered neck
Her vein’s protrusions growing larger
Along with unrelenting motion strides
And eagerness to reach a summit soon
I clenched ever tighter for the rough ride
Stings from sweat flooding in her deep
Fingertip scratches across my flesh
Felt worth every effort to make them
Beside there is far too much depicting
To worry over gouges on an unfinished
But colorful canvases coming to fruition
Every deep inhale was simply adding
Pure oxygen to an erotic fire already
Gone wild from a natural desire to burn
Until the was nothing left but ashes
Lust couldn’t exist without a partner
And there in those wet moments surely
We were all the partnership required
To reach whatever we wished to acquire
Animalistic expressions from our faces
Only intensified the satisfaction we sought
As we were achieving it together as one
Just as my dream was to get truly climatic
I woke to realize how hard I was sleeping
I was overheating and quickly removed
My damp sleepwear as I rushed to grasp
A few swallows of water to drink before
Returning to what I hoped to be a more
Pleasurably sleep awaiting…completion
Poet of the Light © 2018
